The Super Special Forces King

Chapter 1321: The girl who amazes the gigolo

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Wang Xiaodong, who was under the iron roof of the worker's mobile house located in the mid-level villa, once again endured the torment of the scorching heat, but the problem was not a big one. He had stored a lot of water last night and drank a lot. Even in such weather, Can carry it for two days.

He will use these two days to find out the target's daily behaviors and habits, and kill him at a very precise moment.

Kill with one blow.

Since the day he picked up a sniper rifle, he has never missed a shot. All his targets have been killed with one shot.

When he first started learning, his progress was so rapid that even the elder brother who taught him the sniper rifle didn't believe it. He stood far away as Wang Xiaodong's target. That was because he thought that Wang Xiaodong, a beginner, could not hit such a target. The location of the far target.

As a result, the eldest brother died. The bullet penetrated his heart and made a big hole in his chest.

From then on, Wang Xiaodong got the nickname "Devil's Spear", which he still uses today.

Devil's Spear, Wang Xiaodong also likes this nickname, it suits him very well.

Last year, he made a goal of squatting for ten days.

After killing his target, he rested for two months before recovering.

But this time, it seemed to him that he wouldn't be able to solve it in half a month, because this goal was more powerful than the previous goals, not to mention that the target already knew of his arrival and had installed bulletproof glass on all the doors and windows of his home in advance.

This bulletproof glass has a strong effect on long-distance blocking capabilities.

Because after such a long distance, the power of the bullet weakens, and it is difficult to break through the bulletproof glass, let alone get rid of the target.

What Wang Xiaodong has to wait for is when the target is close to the target, and this is the opportunity.

Now it's up to us who can survive who.

Zhang Feng would not give him a chance, regardless of where he came from.

It was already the fourth day since Wang Xiaojuan told Zhang Feng the identity of the killer. The killer must have arrived and was already ambushing around the villa.

In fact, the gigolo had suggested going around to catch him, but Zhang Feng said, "This will scare off the enemy."

The purpose now is to lure him out so that he can be discovered and killed. This is called counter-killing.

If you go to find him, he will flee far away and will not come out until it is safe. This will form a tug-of-war that will consume you.

Zhang Feng doesn't want to think about keeping the same in response to all changes.

Early the next morning, while Zhang Feng was exercising, the sports bracelet on his hand vibrated. There was an incoming call. Zhang Feng pressed the answer button on the bracelet, and a clear and excited voice came from the small speaker: "Feng , I’m here, it turns out you’re in Mexico City, hehe!”

"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up right away!" Zhang Feng said.

"Hey, I'm waiting for you!"

Zhang Feng stopped exercising, and the gigolo over there came over and said, "Is it time?"

"That's right!"

"I'll pick it up!" the gigolo automatically requested.

Zhang Feng was thinking about who to send, but Zhang Feng said: "Be careful, wear two bulletproof vests!"

The gigolo smiled bitterly and said: "If he uses a top-notch sniper rifle, it will be useless for me to wear five pieces of body armor. Even if he is not penetrated, he will be shocked to death!"

"That's right, be careful anyway!" Zhang Feng said.

For Zhang Feng, nothing can happen to the gigolo, and he is also one of his enemies. He is a comrade who is a fateful acquaintance.

"Don't worry, his target is you, not me. If he shoots me, then he will be exposed. If I were him, I would not do this. I am an irrelevant person to him, right? ? "The gigolo's analysis is very thorough.

Zhang Feng was convinced and said with a smile: "Okay, go ahead and drive a bulletproof car!"

There is only one bulletproof vehicle in the villa. This is a bulletproof vehicle that has been modified many times. It is much stronger than the military's anti-riot vehicles. The bulletproof glass is made of the bed, the floor is made of 20mm steel plates, and the tires are also super explosion-proof. It's not easy to take out a car like this.

"Okay, just drive this car!"

The gigolo took a person to the parking lot of the villa. Parked among several good cars was a big black car. It looked similar to the Cavalier Fifteen, but was one size smaller than the Cavalier Fifteen. It was much low-key and focused on connotation. It was rough. Except for the windows and windshield, all the lines are made of aerospace-grade steel plates, not those paper-like cars.

The power is very strong, twice as powerful as the Cavalier Fifteen. There are four large fuel tanks on the car. To drive such a car, you must be a gas guzzler.

This car has been driven several times since it was built. It was used when Cerza was eliminated. This car did not attract many people's attention on the streets of Mexico City because there were too many modified cars, especially on the winding mountain roads at night. In the black race, almost all of them are modified cars, otherwise there is no chance of winning.

After getting in the car and holding the steering wheel, the adrenaline in the dancer's body surged, causing the hormones to rise. He started the car, and the sound of the engine when he sat down was like a lion roaring in the face of an enemy.

When you step on the accelerator, then step on the front brake, only the rear two wheels are turning. If you step on the accelerator again, the wheels will roll up white smoke and make a harsh sound.

Then the brakes were applied, and the high-speed wheels came to a complete stop. The dancer felt refreshed for a while, and then he slowly left the garage.

Soon we arrived at the airport on the outskirts of Mexico City, which is more than ten kilometers away.

Find the back entrance to the airport and wait.

Someone was already waiting here. The gigolo nodded to his subordinates, who got out of the car with a bag in their hands.

He went to negotiate with the people there, said a few words, and then picked up the bag. The man opened the bag and took out the contents with a smile on his face. His hands were full of brand-new U.S. dollars, to be precise. The entire hanging package was in U.S. dollars, amounting to hundreds of thousands of U.S. dollars.

This is the pass.

But the gigolo's man took out two more wads from his pocket and gave them to the man. After saying something, the man was so happy that he put the money in his pants.

This is a tip, there is no need to hand it over.

As the man spoke on the telephone in his hand, the back door opened and the gigolo drove in.

After waiting inside for more than ten minutes, I looked at the runway through the glass. I saw a smaller passenger plane landing. A woman got out of the car, followed by a man pushing a large suitcase.

Instead of taking the normal passage, they took another path.

The gigolo waited for another five minutes, and the two of them were led by airport staff to the gigolo.

The gigolo looked at the woman walking in front, and the first thing he felt was that she was beautiful.

She is a little taller than the gigolo. Of course she wears seven-centimeter high heels. She has long brown hair, a pair of big blue eyes, a long face, a small mouth, a high nose, and fair skin.

The key is that she has an amazing figure. Even though she is wearing an ordinary shirt and jeans, she shows off her amazing figure, perfectly showing off the curves of European and American beauties.